Category: The Journey
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Keep writing!
Some days will keep you numb, break your heart, make you to wish this trauma would end, all while still hoping for the best. The last two days, I have felt like a ship drowning. The water is rising and rising and we see it and see ourselves drowning. Trying to be hopeful is hard.…
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Keep home!
When you get home, stop and stare, at nothing, at everything, men crouched working, lorries full driving, birds, four being painted in green and gold, then endless arrays of cars and buses and motorcycles bustling back and forth somewhere, anywhere, like rain failing on your head. When you get home, stop and stare, then begin…
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Keep Onyelo!
I tell a story of a name, Onyelo always for four reasons. First the meaning. Second, the memory, third, the meditation, fourth to be naked. When I’m done, I remember why stories matter. Ben Okri would say for several reasons including this two things: Good stories raise consciousness, lifts hearts. They also point a way,…
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Keep serving!
The power hidden in serving, how it may make you look small, like a speck, as if feeble, like a candle, all of this, plus, limited time, like a river flowing away, are the reasons to serve. Plus even if you don’t see the river, even if it’s directions, whether up or down, left or…
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Keep this lifetime!
If in this lifetime, you have a certain mind, heart, soul, dreams, regrets, visions, I pray you love all of it, all of you, this lifetime. Then if there are endless roses or thorns along the way, keep walking, as a journey of a lifetime, will be full of thorns, full of endless roses. My aunty…
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Keep all that remains!
We are thinking about resilience, thinking about what remains and what ends, thinking too about who stands and who gets to thrive, not just trees or flowers or the things we plant with our bare hands, but us, our children, our most vital source of all the ways we bloom, long after we are gone.…
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Keep the depths of pine trees!
On any given day, a group of pine trees stand tall at the back of our home. They are slim and delicate, always evergreen with branches so soft to touch. Wild winds sway their branches often , wild air their needles and pinecones too. Still they stand, tall and strong, always delicate to touch. But…
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Keep living!
I saw an image of a woman dead and it spoke vividly to me to live. To see her dead and just her eyes to testify to her life is the mirror I needed to see and the reminder to live life for as long as life is worth living. Otherwise I too would be…
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Keep the many phases of motherhood!
All a mother needs for strength these days are in the eyes of those she birthed. For her, nothing remains the same and opening up is like Spring season, a moment when words start to speak on their own whether silently or loud. For her, the sun never goes down. The moon is like a…
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Keep the memories of a pandemic!
5 years later, our hair is slowly greying, bones are still wide, and life is running by without a care. From out the dark, at the beginning of the pandemic, words started to emerge from deep within as we trembled through the world. At first, they were concerned about health care workers, all those literally…
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Keep words like robins on top of branches!
There are days when you don’t know what you are doing. Three notes are written. One remains and begins like this. We need to focus, gain clarity and sweet understanding for all the things masking the guilt that follows. We write hiding from a little boy that calls our name. We stare out a window…
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Keep knowing this is life is for spinning again!
The sounds I hear this evening are of the footsteps of little boys, thuds from books dropping, clanging of tall beige blinds, opening or closing of doors, pages of books too, little boys reading out loud, on bears, about bears, that we question what we are doing here. There are cups clanging, plates too, little…
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Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor 